I returned to my room with great joy within my heart. This was the first time my master willingly indulged with the pleasure I had given. He was very restrained usually, and would never touch the subject of carnal pleasure like that.
'This is also the first time I did it with someone I love…'
I had countless experiences with carnal pleasure, but I've never been joyous about it. Because it was full of force and anger, there was no gentleness inside those monsters I called 'master' before.
But with Milord, every touch generated warmth that I was craving for so long. He brought this fuzzy feeling of feeling loved.
'Love…'
I do love him. Maybe I had been in love with him since our first meeting in the slave market, or maybe when I first saw him standing in the garden, surrounded by flowers in the dawn that made him look ethereal. In the end, the answer was clear, I had been struck by his mesmerizing beauty.
